Chapter 177 In this life, she has nothing else to ask for

Everyone looked at Su Yunran, only to see the woman in white tilting her head, smiling sweetly, and then stood up and walked towards Gong Linggui, with a brisk pace that could not be concealed.

When Su Yunran came to him, Gong Linggui's clear and plain face bloomed with a warm smile, like warm water, warm to the heart, and like a deep sea, able to tolerate everything, eternal silence.

Gong Linggui bowed respectfully to Gong Zhaohui and the queen on the throne, and said, "The mother concubine specially explained today and asked her sons to announce one thing to you. ”

Saying that, Gong Linggui paused, and his eyebrows and eyes, which had always been light, instantly took on a different look, "After that, Su Yunran, the seventh lady of the Su family, is the daughter of today's Concubine Yue and the younger sister of King Jing." ”

"Father."

Gong Linggui raised his eyes, calmly looked at Gong Zhaohui, and his expression was calm and calm, "The mother concubine said that she has no other requirements in this life, and she only hopes that her father will not object." ”

Gong Zhaohui was slightly moved, his shrewd eyes flashed with broken light, moist, and the hand hidden in the sleeve was slowly tightened, and the nails were embedded in the palm, especially unconsciously.

She said, there is nothing else to ask for in this life, does it?

She said that she expects herself not to object, right?

When did it start, when was the beautiful flower of the year, and no longer smiling for himself?

When did she start to be the boy who could have all the good things about her?

When did her heart gradually stop beating warmly and vividly for herself?

After that year, he never went to Hanyue Hall again, and she never saw him again.

The harem is big, all the concubines and beauties are looking forward to the arrival of the holy grace, the whole heart is on the emperor, and the beauty and brightness are all blooming for him.

And the extremely favored Moon Concubine Mo Rongyue back then, but she was quietly staying in the Hanyue Palace, dressed in plain clothes, and lived her own stable years lightly.

The rings of the years have come and gone, and they have never been nostalgic for anyone, nor have they stopped for anyone.

Hanyue Hall is calm and quiet, as if it has been far away from this lively and splendid, golden palace, standing alone in a corner of the world.

The Hanyue Hall he built for her back then became a "Cold Moon Palace".

He sometimes unconsciously walked to the front of the Hanyue Palace, looked at the lightly dressed woman from a distance, sat quietly, his white jade hand caressing the folds of the page, and his gentle gaze slid over the scorching flowers in front of the window.

However, she no longer gave herself even a moment of warmth.

All that remained was cold and indifferent.

Relatives and relatives, husband and wife.

Once the eldest princess of Xiling who danced in the city, once the little wife who bowed her head and smiled, and once the lover who accompanied her every day.

It has become a past.

No matter how deep the love, no matter how relenting the affection, no matter how hot the lingering.

All of them have been branded as "once".

There is no way to get it back.

Gong Zhaohui's eyes trembled slightly, he took a deep breath, calmed his mind a little, and said in a calm voice as much as possible: "Since it is Concubine Yue's wish, then I will not object." ”

"Besides, the seven girls are indeed very likable."

"Concubine Yue has always wanted to have a daughter, and now she finally got her wish."

The queen looked at Gong Zhaohui's obviously fluctuating emotions, and did not speak, only sat quietly beside him, quiet and virtuous.

"Thank you, Father."

Gong Linggui respectfully thanked him, his voice slightly elongated, leisurely and distant.

Then, Gong Linggui turned around, his handsome face faded from the lightness of Fang Cai, and his eyes were full of softness, like a kind elder, with endless tolerance and forbearance.

He stretched out his hand, took off the jade pendant on his waist, bent down slightly, and carefully tied it to Su Yunran's waist, the fine tassel hung down quietly, flowing with Yingying streamer.

Gong Linggui slowly stood up straight, a pair of gentle and tolerant eyes looked at Su Yunran carefully, and his voice was calm and solemn.

"From now on, you are another master of the Jingwang Mansion, and you have the same rights as this king, and you can call anyone and anything in the palace."

"In King Jing's mansion, there is a "Yu'an Courtyard", which is your courtyard, if you want, you can come and live at any time. ”

"If anyone disrespects you or bullies you, just tell the king, and the king will make them pay."

Gong Linggui's Qingyi voice flowed slowly, extremely patient.

"Remember?"

Su Yunran pursed her lips slightly, her clear eyes seemed to be rippling with deep waves, and there was a slight stunned look on her delicate face, and for a while, there was no speech.

Seeing the jade pendant on Su Yunran's waist, Gong Zhaohui was also stunned, moved his lips, and wanted to say something, but the queen on his side pulled his sleeves, but he didn't speak.

After a moment of silence, Su Yunran raised his eyebrows and smiled, his picturesque eyebrows and eyes were docile, and he nodded very obediently, and his clear voice trembled slightly.

"Remembered." Su Yunran paused, his eyebrows curled, and he said with a smile: "Thank you, brother." ”

Gong Linggui smiled, reached out and gently rubbed Su Yunran's head, nodded with satisfaction, and was very spoiled: "It's really good." ”

Su Yunran smiled lightly and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Go ahead."

Gong Linggui withdrew his hand and said softly.

Su Yunran responded with a "yes" and turned around and slowly walked back to his seat.

Gong Ling stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Su Yunran's petite and slender figure, his expression was gentle, with a little taste of relief and joy, and the silver-gray brocade robe poured out the streamer all over the room, quiet and long.

Gong Zhaohui stared at Gong Linggui, who was standing quietly, and his heart was complicated.

She said that she wanted a well-behaved daughter in the future, she wanted to dress her up beautifully every day, to give her great favor, to personally choose the best husband in the world for her, to personally send her to marry, and to watch her live happily······

Now, she's finally got what she wanted.

It's just that it's not him and her daughter.

He and her daughter left the world forever on that stormy night.

Does she simply want a daughter, or is she hinting at something to herself?

Why is it Gu Ruying's daughter?

The palm of his hand was gently pinched, Gong Zhaohui came back to his senses, tilted his head slightly, and saw the queen staring at him quietly, her eyes calm, with deep affection.

Gong Zhaohui smiled slightly, and his slightly serious face relaxed slightly.

"Congratulations to the seven girls."

The queen calmly folded her sleeves, and her voice came in a deep voice, and she couldn't hear the slightest problem.

Su Yunran stood up, his expression unchanged, leaned over slightly, and didn't say much.

"It's a happy event."

Mu Liang's shrewd eyes slowly swept over Gong Linggui, slid past Su Yunran, and finally, stopped on Mei Jialu, and sighed: "Today is thanks to this young lady, otherwise, this king would not be able to see this touching scene." ”

Mei Jialu's face suddenly became hot, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Everyone heard Mu Liang's strange tone, and they all looked at Mei Jialu with meaningful eyes.

Indeed, it was Mei Jialu who spoke first, saying that King Jing took special care of Miss Su Qi, and the tone at that time was obviously saying that King Jing and Miss Su Qi had an ulterior relationship.

As a result, they accepted Miss Seven as their sister and gave her supreme favor.